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Or, THE IRISH EMIGRANT. 

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I Ton 
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5 The Lad 7 of Lyona 
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6 The Wife 

6 The Honeymoon 

T The School for Scandal 

6 Money 

VOL. II. 
t The Strange*^ 
10 Grandfather Whitehead 



11 Richard III 

12 Love'i Sacrifice 

13 The Gamester 
U A Cure for the Heartache 

15 The Hanchback 

16 Don Ctesar de Bazan 

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18 Hamlet 

19 Charles II 

20 Venice Preierred 
31 Pizarro 

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23 Othello 

21 Lend me Five Shillingi 

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26 King of the Commons 

27 London Assurance 

28 The Kent Day 
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31 The Rivals 
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VOt TIX. 

4« Road to Bnin 

M Macbeth 

M Temper 

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VOL. XVIII 



VOL. XI. 
81 Jnlins Ctesar 
83 Vicar of Wakefield 
83 Leap Year 
34 The Catspaw 

85 The Passing Cload 

86 Drunkard 

87 Rob Roy 

88 George Barnwell 

VOL. XII. 

89 Ingomar 

90 Sketches in India 

91 Two Friend* 

92 Jane Shore 

93 Corsican Brothera 

94 Mind your own Business 

95 Writing on -ue Wall 

96 Heir a'. Law 
VOL. XIII. 

97 Soldier s Daughter 

98 Douglas 

99 Marco .Spada 

100 Nature's Nobleman 

101 Sardanapalua 

102 Civilization 

103 The Robbers 

104 Katharine and Petrnchio 
VOL. XIV. 

105 Game of Love 

106 Midsummer Night' 

107 Kruestiue (Dream 

108 Rag Picker of Paris 

109 i-' lying Dutchman 

110 L'yDocrite 

111 Tberese 

112 l.a Tour de Ncsle 
VOL. XV. 

U3 Ireland As It la 
114 S?a of Ice 
J 15 .Seven Clerks 

116 Game of Life 

117 Forty Thieves 

118 Bryaa Boroihmfe 

119 Romance and Reality 

120 Ugolino 
VOL. XVL 

121 The Tempest 

122 The Pilot 

123 Cai-penter of Rouen 

124 King's Rival 
123 Little Treasure 

126 Dombey and Son 

127 Parents and Guardians 
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VOL. XVII 

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130 Married Life 
181 Wenlock of Wenlock 

132 Rose of Ettrickvale 

133 David Copperfield 

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W The Apostate 
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63 Mo<iat».lneers [riage 

64 Three Weeks after Mar 

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65 Ai Ton Like It 

67 Toe Kld«rBr»tUer 

68 Werner 

69 01sippus 

10 Town and Country 

71 King Laar 

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VOL. X. 

73 H«nry VIH 

T4 Mftrried and Slngl* 

75 Henry IV 

76 Paul Pry 

77 Guy Mannerlng 

78 Swesthearts aod Wives 
78 Serioui (-.roily 

80 She S*'Oops to Conquer 



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144 Bold Dragoons 

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149 Bon the Boatswain 

150 Jonathan Bradford 

151 Retribution 
153 Minerali 

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153 Fren-:h Spy 
1 J4 Wept of Wish-ton 'Wish 
155 Evil Genius 

56 Ben Bolt 

57 Sailor of France 

158 Red Mask 

159 Life ef an Actress 

160 Wedding Day 



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162 Hofer 

163 Self 

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167 Ths Gunmaker of 

168 The Love of a Prince 
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173 Broken Sword 

174 Rip Van Winkle 

175 Isabella 

176 Heart of Mid Lothian 

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177 Actress of Padua 

178 Floating Beacon 

179 Bride of La'mermoor 

180 Cataract of'the Gangei 

181 Kobber of the Rhine 

182 School of Reform 

183 Wanderint Boys 

184 Mazeppa 
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185 Young New York 

186 The Victim^i 

187 Roaance after Marriage 

188 Brigand 
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190 Ambrose Gwinett 

191 Raymond and Agnes 
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193 Father and Soa 

194 Massanieilo 

95 Sixteen String Jack 

96 Youtbful Queen 

197 Skeleton Witness 

198 Innkeep^rr of Abbeville 
""" Miller and his Men 

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215 Fashion, Mrs Mowatt 

216 Glance at New York 
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222 Dark Hour before Dawn 

223 Midsum'r Night's Dream 
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225 Poor Young Man 

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227 Fope of Rome 

228 Oliver Twist 
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241 Merry Wives of Windsor 

342 Mary's Birthday 

343 Shandy Maguire 

244 Wild Oats 

245 Michael Erie 

246 Idiot vVitness 

247 Willow Copse 
343 People's Lawyer 

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251 Surgeon of Paris 

252 Patrician's Daughter 

253 Shoemaker of Toulouse 

254 Momentous Question 

255 Love and Loyalty 

256 Robber's Wife 
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258 Wreck Ashore 

259 Clari 

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262 Madelaine 

263 The Fireman 

264 Grist to the Mill 
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270 Marble Heart 

271 Second Love 

272 Dream at Sea 
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274 Review 
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276 Still Water Runs Deep 

277 The Scholar 

278 Helping Hands ' 

279 Faust and Marguerite 

280 Last Man 
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283 British Slave 

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287 Giralda 

288 Time Tries All 
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293 A Bachelor of Arts 
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301 Love's Labor Lost 

302 Naiad Queen 
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304 Cradle of Liberty 
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306 Country Squlro 

307 Fraud and its Victims 

308 Putnam 

309 King and Deserter 

310 La Fiaramina 

311 A Hard StJUgglo 

312 Gwinnette Vaughaa 
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314 Lavater, or Not a B».d 
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No. LXV. 



TEMPTATION: 



OR, 



TPIE IRISH EMIGRANT. 



A COMIC DRAMA, IN TWO ACTS. 



BY JOHN BROUGHAM. 



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|l Descripticn cf the Costume — Cast of the Characters — Entrances and EkU 
Relative Positions of the Performers on the Stage, and the whole of tha 
Stage Business. 



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GRANITE.— Plain black suit. 

STERLING.- -Large blue coat, black breeches ajd long guten^daik 
vest. 

BOBALINK. — White blouse, gray trousers tucked up at bottons, i«l 
shirt, and colored neckerchief. 

O'BRYAN. — Dress of an Irish emigrant 

TRA VERS.— Fashionable walking dress. 

POLLY. — Plain muslin dress. 

MRS. GRIMGRISKIN.— Plain silk, showy head drew. 

MARY. — Ladies' walking dress. 



STAGE DIRECTIONS. 



EXITS AND ENT&ANCS8. 

L. means First Entrance, Left. R. First Entranct, Right. S. E. L 
Second Entrance, Left. S. E. R. Second Entrance, Right. U. E. L. 
Upper Entrance, Left. U. E. R. Upper Entrance, Right. C. Centre. 
L. C. Left of Centre. R. C. Right of Centre. T. E. L. Third Entrance, 
Left. T. E. R. Third Entrance, Right. C. D. Centre Door. D. R, 
Door Right. D. L. Doer Left. U. D. L. Upper Door, Left. U. D. R. 
Upper Door, Right. 

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C«rt of tfje ®5atacter».-— Temptatio», 

A4 FIRST PERFORMED AT BUETON's THBATm> 

Mi: th-anite, a wealthj' merchant, - - - Mr. E. W. Clarka 
Sterling, ftjo old clerk, - - - - - - " H. Lvnne. 

Tom BolaAnk, a truckman, - - - - " Bll* «. 

0' Bryan, an Irish emigrant, - . - . « Brougham 

Henry Travers, — » -»► --*^ — .^t^ - .. « Levere. 

Williams, - - - - - . . - »« Voise. 

7^o?^y Bobolink, Tom's better half, - - - Mrs. Brougham. 
Mrs. Grimgrish'h --..,«« Hughe*. 

Marif TraPf^, fefiu Hiffert. 



TEMPTATION. 



ACT I. 

SCENE I. — GsijnTE's Office. Granite ayid Sterlino discater&i. 
Papers are scattered around. 

StcrL Balance in our favor, two hundred and fifty-seven thousand, 
eight hundred and forty dollars, bringing the accounts of the house of 
Granite up to date. 

Gran. iLoud.] All correct, Mr. Sterling 1 

Sterl. To a cypher ! I've been up and down the columns a dozen 



Gran. Good I 

Sterl. Did you speak, sir 1 

Gran. No! 

Sterl. Ah, my poor old ears ! Five and forty years in this quiet office 
tias made them sleepy ; they'll never wake up again ! never ! never ! 

Gran. So much the better — a clerk should have no ears : nimble fin- 
gers and just enough of brain to count up his columns correctly : in 
each way you have worked for me> well ; very well. Spindles, and I 
thank you. 

Sterl. Bless you, sir, you are very good ; you never said so much 
before, and it has removed a great weight from my mind. I was afraid 
I hadn't pleased you. I'm happy now, sir — very happy. I'm a fooUsh 
old man, but your goodness will look over this folly. Praise shant \ 
make me giddy or skittish. No, no ! — when I've wiped my old eyes I'll 
take my pen once more with joy — with great joy, dear sir. 

Gran. 1 envy that old machine his moment of real enjoyment, for it 
is real : — during his long solitary life the world has been to him a blank, 
his existence bounded by these dreary walls, and yet his remnant of a 
heart throbs from one touch of kindness ! here am I with the revenues 
of a principality at my command, yet would I almost give that up to be 
permitted to feel as he does. Over two hundred and fifty thousand dol- 
lars — the midway to half a million is passed. Haifa million ! why not 
a million 1 I am still young in energy and spirit. Ah, that black ma- 
lignant cbud ! why will it ever pass across the sunray of my thoughts. 
Travers ! hush ! suppose he should hear ; to be in his — in any man's 
power. Sterling ! ah, he's safe ; that friendly deafness ! Sterling, I 
•hall have no more occasion for you to-day. 



TEMPTATION. O 

Sterl. I'm glad of it ! I'll go and tell my happines«i to the sweet 
breath of heaven. I'll go, but — 

Gran. But whatl you have something to say— lething to aski — 
not an advance of salary ! mind, I tell you beforeL j. that cannot be. 

Sterl. No, no, no ! I am profusely paid ! too / ach indeed, and yet— . 

Gran. Come, what 1 out with it; don't stand fidgetting there; what 
have you to say 1 

Sterl. Nothing much ; but I — I — saw him to-day. 

Gran. Whom I 

Sterl. My dear young master. 

Gran. Travers (Rises.) 

Sterl. Yes ; but don't speak his name as if it stung you. I was his 
father's servant before I was yours. 

Gran. Did I not caution you against mentioning that ; you know or 
ought to know what cause I have to keep it blotted from my memory. 

Sterl. I do, I do ! at least I think you told me, he — 

Gran. No matter what of him I told you. this I said, if ever you ut- 
tered word of him or his, that instant you ceased to be employed by meu 

Sterl. You did. 

Gran. And yet, in spite of this — ^you know what I have done for him. 

Sterl. You helped him once, he was unsuccessful ! but he is young ; 
spare him something — ^you won't miss it, you won't indeed. 

Gran. Miss it ! — don't be a fool ! — every dollar lent or lost is a step 
backward which must be crawled up again by inches. Why don't this 
Travers work ! many a man's fortune has been made with less than he 
has squandered in carelessness. His age is now — 

Slerl. The same as your own son's to a month. Yon are proud, 
justly proud of him ; so would my poor dear master be of his, were he 
alive. Think what you would suffer could you see your boy, as I havo 
seen the other, with his head buried in his fingers, his poor young weep- 
ing wife without the power to hcljp or comfort him except with her pain- 
ful tears. 

Gran. My son can never be reduced to this ; he must be wealthy. 

Sterl. The avalanche falls sometimes upon the most fruitful vineyards 
as well as the most barren waste. 

Gran. Silence, sir ! — how dare you hint at danger or distress to him ? 
What do you wanf? How much will satisfy this spendthrift 1 

Sterl. Well, since your kindness emboldens me to speak, it's no use 
patching up a worn out coat, so even let him have a new one. Give 
him another chance — a few hundred dollars more or less can't injure 
you, and may be his salvation. About five thousand dollars will suffice 

Gran. Are you mad, Sterling ? 

Sterl. Your son will have his half a million to begin with. 

Gran. Half a million ! He can hold up his head then, eh. Sterling ; 
he can wag his tongue amongst the proudest of the land, eh, old friend ! 

Sterl. And not be ashamed of either head or tongue ; for he's a noble 
youth. 

Gran. He is ! he is ! My honest old servant and friend, I will help 
this Travers once more, {Writes.) but for the last time, remember that 
After this interview forget his very name, or you must find another 



O TEMPTATION. 

home Here's a check for five thousand dollars, get it cashed yourself 

and take it to him. 

Sterl. Bless you ! now this is like j'ourself ; this is noble ! My pool 

young- 
Gran. Hush! be off at once — a word more and I recall the loan. 

[Exit Sterling l. and Granite e, 

SCENE H. 

Tom Bobalink's Room. Enter Tom singing l. h. 
Tom. (Sings.) " There was a jolly Miller once, &c." Hallo, pet, 
where are you 1 No dinner yet. I am early, to be sure, but uncommon 
hungry. I've heard of people taking all sorts of things to get up an 
appetite; if they'd only have the wisdom to take nothing for a short 
time, it's wonderful what an effect it would have upon a lazy digestion. 

Enter Polly Bobalink, e. h. 

Tom. There you are, bless your smiling, happy face ! that's as good 
to look at as a shining fire to the poor frozen laborer ! Come, what 
have you goti 

Polly. It ain't much, Tom, cause you know we ain't well enough off 
to afford luxuries ; but it's such a sweet little neck of mutton in a lovely 
stew, what you so much like, you know, with lots of wedgitables. 

Tom. Gallopshus ! Out with it, for I'm as hungry as an unsuccesful 
office-seeker. 

Polly. Oflice-seekers ! what are they, Tom 1 

Tom. Why, Polly, you know those downy birds we hear of, that, 
when some other has taken pains to get himself a comfortable nest, never 
rests until he pops into it ; but he has the satisfaction of knowing that 
there's a whole flock waiting anxiously to serve him in the same way ; 
but them's politics, Polly, and ain't pfoper for women to meddle with. 

Polly. I agree with you there, Tom, dear ; there's enough to occupy 
a woman's time and attention inside of her own house, without bother- 
ing her head with what's going on without. 

Tom. Bless your homey little heart, if there were a few more good 
vrives, Polly, there would be a few less bad husbands. This is glorious ! 
Ah, Poll, if we could only be sure that we had even as good a dinner as 
this all our lives, how happy I should be. But I often think, my girl, 
if any accident should befall me, what would become of you 1 

Polly. Now don't talk that way, Thomas, now don't repine at your 
condition. 

Tom. How can I help iti I try not, but it's impossible When I see 
people dressed up and titivated out as I go jogging along with my poor 
old horse and truck, I envy them in my heart. 1 know it's wrong, but 
it's there, and it would be worse to deny it. 

Polly. Could any of those fine folks enjoy their dinner better than 
you do 1 

Tom. No, my girl, not if they had forty courses. But eating ain't 
all ; this living from hand to mouth, earning with hard labor every crust 
we put into it — never seeing the blessed face of a dollar that ain't 
wanted a hundred ways 1 y our necessities, *s rather hard. 



TEMPTATION. » 

Polly. Ah Tom ! and thankful ought we to be that we have heatth to 
earn that dollar: think of the millions of poor souls laat are woree off 
than ourselves ; never look above your own station with envy, Thomas, 
but below it with gratitude. 

Tom. Bless your heart, you'd make me contented in a toal cellar. 

O'Bryan appears at door. 

Tom. Hallo, friend ! what the devil do you want "^ 

Polly. Don't speak ao, Thomas ; he's sick and in distress ; there, BUp- 
pose you were like thatl 

Tom. What, a Paddy 1 don't mention it. Come in, Ii.sh — do ycu 
want anything 1 

Bryan. If you please, sir, I'd like to rest myself, 

Polly. Sit down ; poor man ! I pity him, Thomas, though he's only 
an Irishman, — sit down ! 

Bryan. I didn't mane that, ma'am ; a lean o' the wall and an air o' 
the fire, blessings on you for giving it to me. 

Tom. A big lump of a fellow like you ! wouldn't it be better for you 
to be at work than lounging about in idleness. 

Bryan. Och then, that's true for you, sir, it would indeed be better, 
but where is a boy to find it ! 

Tom. Anywhere — everywhere ! 

Bryan. Faith, sir, that's exactly the place I've been looking for 
the last three weeks, and there was nobody at home. I hunted the 
work, sir, while I had the strength to crawl after it, and now if it were 
to come, I'm afeared I haven't got the strength to lay hold of it. 

Tom. Are you hungry ] 

Bryan. I am a trifle that way inclined, sir, but I'm used to it ; for 
many's the year I've felt the same onpleasant feeling — excepting it 
might be a month or so, awhile agone. 

Tom. How was that ? you weren't hungry for a month. 

Bryan. No, sir ; I had the good luck to catch a mighty strong lump 
of a fever, and it drove away the hunger while it lasted. 

Polly. Poor man ! sit down and eat ; v/e haven't much, but it's better 
than nothing. [^Takes meat fro>Ji table and dices it to Bryan] 

Bryan. I'd relish it better standing up if you plaze. God bless you ! 
Sure it's the poor man that's the poor man's friend, after all. Sure, and 
you've saved me, soul and body, this blessed day. I have never begged 
yet, but it was coming on me strong. I looked into the eyes of the 
quality folks, but they carried their noses so high they couldn't sec to 
read the starvation in my face, and I wouldn't ax the poor people, for 
fear they were as bad off as myself 

Polly. Ain't you sorry, Thomas, for what you said just now'! 

Tarn. No ! I'm more discontchted than ever, to think that a fewhiin- 
Jred swind ing schemers or fortunate fools should monopolize the rights 
ot millions. Isn't it a damned shame that I can't put my hand in my 
pocket and make this poor devil's heart jump for joy ! 

Polly. Point out to him how he can get seme employment : all thfl 
money you could give him would be no use See it you can't get hiio 
• chance to earn his living, and his heart vviil be continually jumping. 



8 TEMrrATION. 

Bryan. May the heavens be your bed for this good act. I'm strong 
now — maybe luck won't be a step-father to me much longer. 

Tom, Stay ! suppose I were to give you something to do, what would 
you sayl 

Bryan. I wouldn't say much, sir, but I'd do it. 

Tom. I can't give you any money 

Bryan. I don't want it yet awhile, sir. I'll work for my bit ; just let 
me drop in when ye's are done ; the smell of the mate will be enough 
for mc. 

Tom. Come along with me then, and if I have any jobs, I'll get you 
to help me. 

Bryan. Long life to you for putting new blood in my veins. 

Tom. Ah, iff had only a little money, how happy we should all be. 

Folly. Hush, Tom ! I won't hear you say that anything could make 
you happier. 

Tom. Not now, Pol, but bye-and-bye : to look ahead and see nothing 
but toil, toil ! 

Folly. Did you not hear how he prayed for what you so much dread 1 

Tom. That's a different thing ; he's only an Irishman ! 

Bryan. True for you I 

Tom. Come along, Paddy. Good bye, Polly. 

Bryan. To be sure I will, sir, follow you all over the world. Long 
life to you, Ma'am, and may you never know sickness, sorrow, poverty 
or distress, I pray. [Exit Tom and Bryan, d. f. 

Folly. [Watches ihcm out. "l Bless his heart, if it were not for those 
little fits of discontent, what a man he'd be. But we can't be alF per- 
fect — even I myself confess to thinking of silks and velvets, sometimes, 
instead of cottons and calicoes — and I'll be bound if the truth were 
known, the great folks that wear nothing else but grand things, don't 
behave a bit better, but keep longing for something a little grander still ; 
80 he mustn't be blamed, poor lellow/and he shan't be, neither, in my 
hearing. [Exit r. 

SCENE III. — A vlain Chamber — Henry and Mary Travers. 
Enter B. H. 

Mary. Take cuuragc, dear Henry, and hope for the best ; the old 
man promised to speak to your uncle ; when he knows the severity of 
our distress, he will surely assist us. 

Hen. Ah, 'tis but a slender hope, wife ; I know his stern unyielding 
nature too well. Is it not hard to soe him revelling in wealth which 
ought to have been mine, for I am sure that it was at his dictation, and 
by his advice, my father made so unjust a will. 

Mary. Will they not give you longer than to-morrow 1 

Hen. Not an hour they say. [knock, l, h.] Who can this be! ererf 
•ound goes through my heart in pain. [Gfes to door., l. ii- 

Eiitcr, Mrs. Grimguiskin, l. h. 

Mrs. G. Well, good folks, you'll excuse my intruding, but business, 
you know, is business ; not that I want to make you feel uncomfortablo, 



TEMPTATION. 9 

but houses won't keep themselves ; lodgings is lodgings, board la board, 
and markets is markets ; beef and mutton don't jump into our hands 
promiscuous like, neither do the hydrants run tea and coifee spon 
taneous, as far as my slight knowledge of hydrants goes 

Hen. The plain sense of all this is — 

Mrs. G Exactly what I am coming to. I'm a woman of few words. 
I make it a point to send my bills in every month, and I presume it'a 
not an unreasonable stretch of imagination to expect them to be paid ; 
fents is rents, and moreover must be paid ; and mine, I am sorry to 
observe is not a singular exception in such respect, 

Mary. My dear Mrs. Grim 

Mrs. G. As I before remarked, I'm a woman of few words but I have 
my cars about me ; whispers is whispers, and ears is ears, and I have 
heard something that might make you uncomfortable, but as that is not 
my principle, I won't repeat it, but talkers you know will be talkers, 
and boarders never can be anything else in the world but boarders. 

Hsn. What have they dared to say of me 1 

Mrs. G. Nothing ! Oh, indeed I'm proud to observe that my boarders 
pay regularly every month, and are therefore highly respectable ; and 
respectable boarders make a respectable house, and my ambition is to 
keep nothing else 

ffen. May I be permitted to ask what this all amounts to. 

Mrs. G. 'iust $200, being 80 for 1)oard, and 120 for extras. I'm a 
woman of few words. [Gives paper. 

Hen. And I am a man of less. I can't pay it. 

Mrs. G. I had my misgivings, notwithstanding your boast of b^ing 
connected with the rich Mr. Granite. Allow me to say, sir, [^Sits.l here 
I sit until you do pay it ; so you had better see about it at once. 

Sterling nuts his head in l. 

Sterl. May I come in 1 a> 

Mary. Oh, yes ! let me look in your eyes. Ah, there is hope. 
[Sterling shakes his head.] No, no ! heaven help us ! 

Sterl. Heaven has helped you, my bright bird. I only shook my heaa 
to make your joy the greater. 

Hen. What say you] Has a miracle been done 1 has that stony 
heart relented 1 

Slerl. It is not a stony heart. I'm ashamed of you for saying so! 
it's a good, generous heart, as I always knew it was ! It has made 
mine glow with long forgotten joy this very day. 

Heji. Does he give us rehef 1 

Sterl. He docs ! great, enduring relief! What do you think of five 
thousand dollars. 

Hen. You dream ! I dream ! 

Sterl. No, you're awake ! we're all awake, full up and overflowing 
With happiness. 

Mrs. G. F've thousand dollars. You'll excuse me, but I'm a woman 
of few words. I hope you will not take anything that I have said as at 
all personal to you, but only an endeavor a.s tar as in me lies to keep up 
Iho respiectability of my establishment ! As for that little trifle between 



10 TEMPTATION. 

US, of course ycu can lake your time about that. I am a womun of few 
words, but when I do speak, I think I may be permitted to flatter my- 
self it is to the purpose. [Exit u. \i. 

[S/erling, who has been searching his pockets falls into his chair wilh a 
groan.] 

Mary, What is the matter — are you ill ! 

Sterl. Don't come near me. I'm the destroyer of your peace and ol 
my own forever. I've lost it ! lost it ! 

Hen. Not the money 1 

Sterl. That's right — kill me— I deserve it ! Oh, careless, carelets, 
gp.ilty, unhappy old man ! Lost ! lost ! lost forever ! 

3fary. Heaven support us— this is a blow indeed ! 

Hen. Forgive even the appearance of injustice, my good, kind old 
friend. I am a doomed man ! it's no use to strive against destiny. 

Sterl. Don't, don't ! this kindness is worse than j'our reproof. Let 
me die ! let me die ! I am not fit to live. Stay ! I'll run back 1 Ah, 1 
haven't the strength. 

Hen. Come, come, old friend, take it not so much to heart ; lean upon 
Tie ; we'll go and search for it together ; and even if it be not found, 'tis 
not a fatal loss so long as life and health remain. Come ! 

S/xrl. You say this to comfort me, my boy. You see I'm selfish even 
now, detainmg you when every moment is of consequence. [Exeunt. 

[M.*RY appears tranquil until they arc gone, then throws herself into 
chair and weeps.'] 

SCENE IV.— ^ Street. 

Tom. {Without, k ] Whoa ! you stupid brute, won't you1 stand, will 
you 1 There, take that on your broad shoulders, carry it to No. 44, and 
wait for the money. 

Enter O'Br.fAx, r. h, 

Bryan. 'Deed will'"! ! {Kicks on wallet.] What's thati a soft stone, I 
suppose. By my soul, I'm rising in the world at last ; if I'm not kickin' 
fortune before me like a foot-ball, I never will. Blessings on the day 
that I lighted upon tliat tender-hearted pair. I'm to go to 44, but how 
am I to find it1 Here's 41, and next door to it is 43 ; divil take me if 
they haven't left cu^, 44 altogether. Well, now, look here if 44 hasn't 
walked right acrcsf* the street. Faith, if a fellow had to find out many 
numbers this way he'd be tired crossing the street. 

Enter Tom, r. h. 
Tom. That's rif;ht, up with you. You've got to cord another and 
bring it down ; he as quick as you can, for jobs are scarce {Bryan en- 
terslloor, r. h.] That Polly is a regular dictionary of thoughtfulness; 
this poor Paddy is ready to jump out of his skin for joy that he's got 
something to do. I mustn't serve him as some folks I have heard of, 
vrho und'er the pretence of charity break a fellow's back with work. 
{Takes out a dirty little imllet.] Only fifty cents all this blessed day, and 
this job will make a dollar, and that's all the money I have in the world ■ 
But haven't I a sunny-hearted, loving, careful wife, and a home that I 
in always delighted CO rush to 1 I must acknowledge that in the do- 



f EMPTAl ION. 1 \ 

liMstic department I wouldn' change with the biggest bug of them all. 
I ought to be happy, and I will, too, in spite of the hard times. [Kicks 
wallet.] hallo, what's that ? it looks very like— my gracious 1 how my 
heart throbs !— it is! [Loo/^s round— picks it up quickly.] Money ! heaps 
of money ! The blood's running into my head. [Puts it in his pocket.] 
I^feel famt Hold, it ain't mine. [Takes it out.] I'll leave it there again ! 
No, I won't ! [Pops it back.] It's a windfall ; nobody has seen me ; how 
do I know that \ somebody from those windows — what a fool I am ! 
[Whistles and walks carelessly to and fro ] It's no use ! I can't persuade 
myself mto quietness ; it ain't safe here ! it might fall out! [Puts it into 
his tuii.] That won't do ! [Puts it mto his breast.] That's it ! No poor 
man could have lost it, it's too much. Nobody wants it more than my- 
self ! What's that ! there's a police officer— he's looking straight at me 
—I know he is, and I dare not turn. It's a new thing to me°not to bo 
able to look a man in the face. I'll go up to him and deliver it. [ Turns.] 
He's gone! I'll be hanged if I don't kee^ h—hanged ! ugh! what a 
peculiar feeling that word brings all about my back bone. I know I de- 
serve it. My good gracious, the temptation is frightful! Pshaw! 
vvould the next one who passed by, be more honest than myself? deuce a 
bit. Fortune has sent it me, and by Jingo I'll keep it. 

Enter O'Bryan, r 

Bryan. I found it! 

Tom. You, you scoundrel, it's a lie ! What do you mean by vou 
found it 1 -^ • 

Bryan. I found 44, and a purty circumlocutions travel I nad to do that 
same. A man must be mighty drunk to go straight through this street 
any way. 

Tom. Oh, I see ! where's the trunk 1 

Bryan. Well, the lady towJtt me that the man that was goin' got a lot 
of money just now, so he's goi^' to not go away for the present. 

Enter Henry and Steklisg from house, l. 

Hen. Don't be so alarmed, old friend, we may find it as we go alono-. 

Tom. It's his money I've got in my pocket. What shall I do ^ 111 
give It up. No, I won't— he looks well off. 

Hen. I say, my man, you didn't find a pocket-book about here, did 
you ? 

Bryan. I« it me ? the never a find ! I wish I did. 

Hen. Indeed ! What for ? You'd keep it, I suppose 1 

Bryan. Bad luck to the keep, and to you for thinking of it ; but it'i 
the way of the world— a ragged waistcoat is seldom suspected of cover- 
uig an honest heart. 

Hen. Those people have not seen it, that's evident. Come, let us 
■earch further. My good friends, if you should see or hear of any per- 
son who may have found this money, pray give notice of it in yondei 
house ; for rum, perhaps death, may follow from its loss. 

». n c :i : r . ^r [Exeunt Hen. and Sfbrl , r. 

i om. Confound it, I must ! No, I won't ! 
Bryan. I'oor fellow ! he looks wild. 



12 TExMPTATION. 

Tom. Huaibug ! it's only put on to make us give it up 

Bryan. Give it up, eh! 

Tom. That is. if we had got it ; but tlon't stand praling there; if yoB 
mean to earn your salt, set about it. It's time to put the horse up. 
You can do it, can't you 1 

Bryan. If I can't I can learn There's nothing in the way of an 
honest living that 1 won't have a try at. 

Tom. Confound you, who wants you to do anything elee ; be off! 
Vm sicii and goin' home. I've got an oppression on my chest, and if I 
don't have relief I'll drop in the street. 

Bryan. Something's come over you since momino^. sure enough. 
Uut you've been kind and generous to me, and may I never leave this 
spot, but if I could do you any good by taking the half of your com- 
plaint, I'd do it. l^Exit, r. h. 

Tom. I dare say you would, but my constitution is strong enough to 
carry it all. Now for Polly ! Shall I tell her 1 I've never kept a se- 
cret from her yet. But suppose she shouldn't consent to my keeping 
it I I shan't say a word about it. I'll hide it for the present — then 
swear I had a prize in the lottery. That's a capital idea ! My God 1 
what am I lingering about here for 1 I must go, — and yet I feel as 
though I were leaving the happiness of my life upon that spot. Pooh ! 
lots of money will make any one happy. A good stiff horn or two will 
make me all right. " Begone, dull care,*' — the singing is gone out of 
my heart, just now ; it will come back bye-and-bye. [^Exit r. h. 

SCENE V. — Tom's Chamber as before. Polly discovered at work. 

Polly. What a dear, considerate, good-natured husband I have, to be 
sure ; the proudest lady in the land cannot be happier than I in my hum- 
ble home. It's nearly time for him to be here, and I must get his bit of 
supper ready ; it isn't much, to be sn|-er; but it's honestly earned, ihd 
will taste the sweeter for the thought. I have a surprise for him for 
this evening — a delicious bit of tripe ; — he's so fond of tripe as I cook 
it, and I made the man give me plenty of fat. Won't he like it ! \^At- 
tends to pot onjire.^ 

Enter Tom slightly drunk, d. f. 

Polly. My dear Tom, I knew you were coming. I said so to myself 
just now. 

Tom. Did you 1 Then you didn't tell no lies. 

Folly. What's the matter I 

Tom. Why, what should be the matter 1 Where's the use of asking 
•uch a stupid question as that] 

Felly. Don't speak so crossly, dear Thomas ; I didn't mean any harm. 

Tom. Bless your little soul, I know you didn't, aid I'm a brute. 

Polly. Indeed, you're nothing of the kind. 

Tovi I am Polly ! I insist upon being a brute, ^h, y( u don't knofi 

All 

Polly. All what ? you alarm me. 

Tom. There's no occasion for alarm. [J«<V/c.] I wish I could tell h«r 
\Al<nid.'\ I've earned a jolly lot of money to-day, Polly. 



TEMPTATION. 13 

Polly. How much, Thomas 1 

Tom. Shall 1 1 I've a great mind to astonish her weal nej tn, 1 
will ! How much do you think 1 

Polly. I can't say ! 

Tom. No, I won't ! a dollar ! 

Polly. Only a dollar! Well, never mind, dear Tom, we must make 
it do ; and better a dollar earned as you have earned yours, by your own 
honest industry, than thousands got in any other way. But come, sup- 
per's ready, 

Tmn. I can't eat ! 

Polly. What, not the tripe, you're so fond of; onions as 

Tom. Pooh ! Tripe is disgusting and onions is vulgar ! I tell you I 
can't eat ; isn't that enough 1 

Polly. Yes, if you say so, Thomas ; but I never saw you in this tem- 
per before. 

Tom. Why do you keep saying savage things that you know must 
aggravate me. Have you got any brandy in the house 1 I have a pain 
here that I think it would relieve. 

Polly. Yes, J believe there is a little in the bottle. But, dear Thomas, 
have you not had a leelle too much already! 

Tom. That's my business ; do as I tell you. 

Polly. Certainly ! my poor Thomas, something must have annoyed 
you, or you would not have taken this drink. But you are so seldom 
thus, that I must humor you ; the best of men are subject to temptation 

Tom. [^Starts up.] What do you mean by thati 

Polly. Why, even you have been tempted to forget yourself. 

Tom. How do you know 1 

tully. I see it in your face. [Exit for bottle, u. H. 

Tom. I believe you do — everybody can. Yes, I am a marked man, 
and for what ! I'll take it back. -4, cannot now, for I have denied it. 

Re-enter Polly with Brandy Bottle. 

Polly. [Tom drinks.] You frighten me, Thomas ; something has hap- 
pened, I know there has ! 

Tom. Well, suppose there has ; — is a man accountable to his wife for 
erery moment of his time. Go to bed ! Where's the use in whimpering 
about it. You've had such a smooth, easy road of it all your life, that 
the first rut breaks your axle. Ha, ha ! don't mind me. Poll. I don't 
mean to wrong you ; but you see I'm a little sprung — leave me to my 
self Stay ! kiss me before you go. I'll make a lady of you yet, Pol — 
iee if I don't ! Didn't you hear me tell you to go to bed 1 
Polly. Yes. Thomas, but- 
Torn. Well, and why the devil don't you go 1 what do you stand 
staring at me there for, as if I were a ghost. 

I'^oUy. I'm going, Thomas, but pray drink no more. 
Tmn. I'll drink just as much as I please, and moreover, I won't bo 
dictated to by y3u, when I caa buy you and your stock up root and 
branch. I've stocd your nonsense long enough ; now take my advice 
«nd start at once. 



14 TEMPTATIOJ?. 

Polly Thomas, dear, never did I expect this ; but you will b« sorr^ 
for it in the morning, so I forgive you. \^Exit crying, r. h. 2 K. 

Tojn. Damn it ! I am an unfeeling savage ! [Goes to door.] Don't cry, 
Pol, I didn't intend to hurt you. I won't drink any more. [Looks rou7id 
and takes otU pocket-book.] I wonder how much there is. Lord, how my 
heart beats, and something whizzes through my head like a regiment of 
mosquitoes. I feel faint ! What's that ■? I could have sworn I heard 
fiomebody call out my name. [Pops it in aeain.] I feel like a coward; — 
for the first time in my life the rustling of a leaf startles me. I never 
yet feared to stand up before a giant — but now a boy would cow me ; 
it's only because I'm not used to it. Here goes! [Takes out money.] 
Fifties and hundreds, by Jingo, I never saw such a sight as this before. 
Ten, twenty, thirty, forty, a hundred ! my eyes are getting dim. Ten, 
twenty, thirty — 1 can't count it. I do believe I'm a little mad ; but oh. 
it is a glorious sight ! a feast ! a banquet, that kills all other sights and 
appetites, and all mine ! mine ! Nobody saw me ! nobody knows it ' 
Nobody but one — but one 1 Ah, I mustn't think of that. [ Clasps his 
hand on head.'] 

END OF ACT FIRST. 

ACT II. 

SCENE I. — Granite's Office as before. Granite discovered. 

Gran. Stay ! I am alone ! why not destroy all evidence of the old 
man's testament. [Finds envelope of tcsLarrt.cnt.] Here it is ! here are the 
cursed words, which uttered in a human ear would in a moment dash to 
earth the structure I have toiled for years to raise. [Reads, and as he 
prepares to burn it, the paper drops, ittigeen by him, from the envelope; Jie 
burns the remainder in the grate.] T^us, my son, do I peril soul as well 
as life for you! 'Tis done! — a brief, sudden flan>e, a few transitory 
sparks, and the past is sealed as with the silence of the dead. [Exit, r. h. 

Enter Stekling, l. h. 
Sterl. Lost ! lost forever ! I've told him all, and he is inexorable, I 
have killed the son of my benefactor, destroyed the only thing on earth 
to which the wretched femnant of my life was devoted. He can't re- 
cover from the shock, I know he can't ! nor can I ! I feel as though 
my heart were breaking. I wish it would ! I wish it would ! To fall 
from such a height of joy into a gulf of despair — and I, I did it — I who 
would have sold my very life to bring him a moment of happiness. Oh, 
hard, desperate fate. [Picks tip packet and places it on desk.] The crime 
of self-destruction is great, but I am sorely tempted ! With chilling 
selfishness on one side, and such misery on the other, life is but a weary 
hurden. [Looks at packet.] What do I seel '* abstract of w'lWl" ^Nhy, 
'tis dated after that one by which Henry was disinherited. Powers of 
justice, should it be ! — it were too much to hope ; my limbs tremble — I 
cannot stand. [Puts on spectacles.] Nor can I sec ! — a moment ! — pati- 
ence, old heart ! Now, it is ! it is ! Oh, merciful dispenser of all good, 
let me but live to see this great wrong righted. Caution ! caution ! Ob 



TEMPTATION. 



Id 



for an houi if youth and strength tnd energy. He comes; ! I have n'i< 
heart within my very grasp. 

Enter Granite, r. n. 
Gran. Well, my good Sterling, I am to be troubled no more, I hope, 
by that fellow's pitiful whinings. I was a fool to be overpowered by 
you, but benevolence is my failing ! — a commendable one, I own, but 
still a failing. 

Slcrl. I am glad to hear you say that, for you now have great oppor- 
tunity to exercise it. 

Gran. What do you mean 1 

Sterl. You see before you the most miserable wretch in existence : — 

the money you gave me 

Gran. WelH 

Sterl. Is lost ! I have lost it. 

Gran. Pooh ! old man ; don't think to deceive me by such a stale de- 
vice ; that's a very old trick. 

Sterl. Ah, I feared that, even more than the money's loss. You don t 
believe me 1 
Gran. No ! 

Slcrl After so many years 1 

Gran. The temptation was too much for you ; the old leaven exhib- 
ited itself once more ; you remember 

Sterl. Silence, sir !— the majesty of my integrity emboldens me to say 
that even to you. my master. Your cruel taunt has wiped out all of 
feeling that I had for you ; — fellow sinner, hast thou not committed an 
error likewise. 
Gran. Insolent ! 

Sterl. Nay, not an error, a crime ! 
Gran. How dare you insinu'tj^^ 

Sterl. I don't insinuate, I speak out. I know you have ! 
Gran. Know it ! 

Sterl. And can prove it ; but enough of this. I have lost the money 
you advanced ; will you replace it 1 

Gran. Away, fool ! you are in your dotage. 

Sterl. A dotage which shall wither your strength and strip you m an 
instant of your ill-bought possessions ;— the consciousness of detected 
guMt e\en now shows itself upon your ashy countenance. Since human- 
ity will not prompt you to yield a portion of your stolen wealth, justice 
•hall force you to deliver it all— aye all ! all ! 
Gran. Villain, what riddle is this 1 

Sterl. One easily solved ;— behold its solution, if your eye daie look 

at it ;— a will devising all the property you now hold to Her ry Travers ! 

Gran. Ha, ha ! deceived! malicious fool, it is a forgery it must be, 

for I burnt the confusion ! what have I said? 

Stei I. Oh, you burnt it, did you 1 You cannot, you dare not dispute 
this evidence. There are dozens who can swear to my old master's sig- 
nature. Stern, proper virtue would induce me to vindicate his son'i 
cause, but I know he would not purchase wealth at the cost of your de- 
gradation ; divide equally with him, and let the past be forgotten 



16 TEMPTATION 

Grran. lAside.] Ha! a glimmer of hope. lAloud.] My Uintl. generous 

old friend, this is an act of clemency for which I was not prepired. In 
deep humility I acknowledge ray very great crime, and shall make even 
more reparation than you require ; let me but have a small pittance to 
retire into the oblivion which I have courted and deserved — the rest shall 
be his to whom it rightfully belongs. Your hand, old friend ; you'll find 
that I shall repair all — thus ! [Snatches paper furiously from Sterling.] 
Tims, and thus ! you shallow-pated fool ! And now the only evidence 
that could fling a shadow across the golden sunray of my good name, 
would be your fragment of miserable breath, which I could take, and 
would, as easily as brush away a noxious wasp, but that I despise you 
too entirely to fear your sting Go, both of you, and babble forth your 
injuries to the world. Go and experience how poor a conflict starveling 
honesty in rags can wage against iniquity, when clad in golden armor. 
I defy ye all. [Exit, k. h. 

SterL Oh, villain; heartless villain — lost, lost forever. 

[Staggers off, l. h. Ik. 

iSCENE 2. — Tom's chamber as before. — Tom discovered asleep on the 
floor. — Enter Polly r, h. — She goes quietly over and toiiches him on 
the shoulder. 

Tom. [Waking up suddenly.} Stand oflT! you shan't have it, it's 



mme 



Polly. Why, Thomas, what are you talking about 1 

Tom. Oh, is that you, Poll 1 Nothing, nothing ! I had a nasty kind 
of a dream, that's all, I couldn't sleep all night and Pve just had a few 
cat naps, and very uncomfortable they were. 

Polly. My dear Tom, you mustn't drink any more. You see how i\ 
leaves you in the morning. ^/^ 

Tont. So it does, Poll ! what a dream I had. Ah, the darkness is a 
terrible time to get over when one's conscience is filling the blackness 
with fiery eyes. Ha, ha, ha ! [Aside.] I've a devilish great mind to 
astonish her, and I will too ! No, I won't ! not yet ! [Aloud.] Polly, 
do you known it's my belief that you were cut out to be a rich woman 
some of these lucky days. 

Folly. Dear Thomas, let me be rich in the happiness of our humblo 
but contented home. I ask for nothing else. 

Tom. Pooh, nonsense ! suppose, now, you got a heap of money — a 
prize in the lottery or something of the kind, wouldn't you like to 
elevat-j your little nose and jostle against the big bugs "? 

Po.ly. Not at the price of our comfort, Thomas. 

Tom. You're a fool ! money can buy all sorts of comfort. 

Polly. What do you mean, Thomas, by those hints about Money 1 
has anything happened 1 

Tom. No, oh no ! but there's no knowing when someihing may ! now 
I'll try her ! [Aloud.] It's my dream, Polly : shall I tell it youl 

Polly. Do, my dear Thomas. I'm so gla^l to see you yourself again 

Tom. Well then, I dreamt, that as I was returning from a job, what 
i^ould I kick against in the middle of the road with nobotly r f.ar hut 



TEMPTATION. 17 

me, at^ the time — what should I see, but a wallet. . looked into it and 
found it stuffed with money : presently the owner comes along, enquir- 
ing if I had found it, I said no — clapped it in my pocket and came away 
a rich man. 

Polly. I know your heart too well, Thomas, to believe that such a 
thing could occur except in a dream. 

Tom. Why not? I should like to know. If fortune did — I mean, if 
fortune were to fling luck in my way, don't you think I should be a 
great fool not to grab at it 1 

Polly. Thomas, you've been drinking too much. 

Tom. No, not enough ; give me some more. 

Polly. Not a drop ! husband ; if you will poison yourself, it shall not 
be through my hand. 

Tom. Fetch me the brandy^ bottle and don't be a fool. I'm master of 
ray own home I should think. 

Polly. Home ! Ah, Thomas, some evil spirit I fear, has stolen away 
our once happy home forever. [Exit, r. h. 

Tom. There has, and this is it. Confound you, I'll have nothing 
more to do with you. [Throxcs it on table.] Poor Polly ! I'll take the 
cursed thing back. I wouldn't .have her eyes wet with sorrow to be 
made of money. I'll find out the owner. Stay ! why should I take 
that trouble, let him come to me ; it will be time enough then ! it's 
rather hard to be obliged to throw awav a fellow's luck. Here, you 
O'Bryan ! 

Bryan. [ Without d. f.] Sir ! 

Tom. Truck ready 1 

Bryan. All right, Sir ! 

Tom. Then I'll go out and see what a little work will do. There was 
a time, I thought if I had as much money, I should be able to jump 
out of my skin for joy, however I came by it ; but now that I have it, I 
don't feel so dreadful happy. Poor^lly ! she's crying, I knovv she is. 
I never went out to my labor without giving her a parting kiss — but 
now I haven't the heart ; the fact of it is, I'm perfectly miserable and 
there's no disguising the fact. I have it ! I know what I'll do— I'll go 
some where, a terrible way off — right out of the bounds of civilization, 
to New Holland, or New Zealand, or New Jersey. 

[Exit leaving wallet on table. 

O'Bryan appears at door. 
Bryan. There's a job at that place we were in yesterday, the trunks 
are goin' after all — and so by the sam.c token is the cid woman's tongue. 
{Sits on chair.] Well, glory be to fortune, I'm on the high road to good 
luck at last. [Knife, and bread, and cheese.] Plenty of the best in the 
way of eatin', an illigant stable to sleep in, and the finest of straw to 
alecp on — with a christian like quadruped for company. If I had only 
a trifle of money to get myself some duds, wouldn't I be so full of fun 
and industry I'd take the buzz out of a hive of bees. Bad luck attend 
me, if I don't think the divil has slipped a swadge of temptation before 
me at the very word ; but the never a one o' me '11 touch it. Get out, 
you schemer ! 1 feel the whisk of your tail as natural as if I saw it 



18 TEMPTATION. 

I wonder whose it is 1 it ain't mine anyway ! You needn't stare me in 
the face that way. I wouldn't howld you no more nor if you were 
made of blazes ! and maybe you are, you black looking bil of bo 
divilment. 

Enter Polly, r. h. 

Folly. Gone ! Is Thomas gone ! 

Bryan. Just this minute or two back. Howld hard ! don't come thi« 
way ; do you see that 1 

Folly. What is it ? 

Bryan. Don't touch it ! it's Temptation ! bedivilment ! I was foolish 
enough just now, to wish I had a trifle of money, and may I never see 
harm if that lump of a pocket book didn't spring up afore my eyes. 

Polly. Thomas must have dropped it ! Ha; I know ! it must be ! 
his dream was not a dream but the reality ; he has found this and his 
uncertainty whether to retain it or give it up, has caused his sleepless 
uncomfortable night. Did you hear any one say they had lost money 
yesterday 1 

Bryan. Faix, I believe I did. 

Polly. Where? 

Bryan. Just a street or two beyant. 

Polly. Quick ! quick ! my shawl and bonnet ; it shall be returned at 
once. Come, show me the place, Bryan. I don't know how it came 
here but this money must be that which has been lost. 

Bryan. Who knows but it may ; at all events one comfort, if it ain't 
enough, maybe there'll be a fresh crop when we come back. 

[^Exeunt t l. d. y 

SCENE ni.— Granitk's Chamher as before. 

[Voice without.] He will not see you. 

Stcrl. [ Without.] He must ! he shall ! [Enters l.] Heaven has en- 
dowed me with an increase of strength and resolution for this, my last 
interview. 

Enter Granite, r. h. 

Gran. What outrage is this 1 Did I not warn you never to "cross my 
threshold again 1 — beware, lest the residue of your days be passed within 
& prison's walls ! 

Sterl. I care not ! your inhumar.ily and vile ingratitude to those whose 
inheritance you have stolen, have made me desperate. Oh, I'll be pati- 
ent, humble, cringe and lower myself to be the veriest dog that evci 
licked the hand that spurned it, if you will but be merciful. You dun'l 
know how they suffer. 

Gran. You have heard my answer. Here, Williams ! 

SleH. Not yet ! not yet. I implored you once for the sake of your 
own flesh and blood * — recollect, the measure that you mete out may be 
returned on his head — your son's. 

Gran. I won't hear you speak of him. Dare but to couple his nam« 



TEMPTATION. 19 

mth the vile herd, and I'll have you driven hence with blows. Wil- 
liams, I say ! can I not be obeyed ! You have had my answer before ; 
hear me repeat it and bellow it in your deadened ear. I wouldn't give 
you or the viper who sent you here, a shilling, if I saw you and the 
whole crew starving before my face. The property is mine"! mine ! I 
hold it by the strong arm of the law, and I will keep it, despite of 

Stcrl. Heaven's justice. Take heed! it sometimes overtakes the 
guilty in their hour of greatest triumph. 

Gran. I'll hear no more. Go, or I shall strike you to my foot. Here, 
Williams. 

Enter Williams, l. h. 

Gran. You are come at last ! why did you not answer me 1 

Williams. Because the messenger wlio brought this letter said that 
•'ts contents would concern you nearly. Your son, sir 

Gran. Ha, my son ! Letter ! Concern me nearly ! Give it me I 

What terrible presentiment of evil sweeps across my thoughts like a 

shroud. [Tears it open and strikes his forehead in agony.] Dead ! dead ! 

[Faints — W^illiams and Sterling assist him. 

Stcrl. Miserable man ! retribution has come suddenly. Is it his sonl 

Williams. Yes, sir ; he was found dead in his bed at college last 
night. 

Sterl. This is terrible ! 

Gran. IMeviving.'] Oh agony ! agony ! it must be a dream ! a hide- 
ous ! a damned dream. Say that it is. Who are youl Ah, old man, 
you have slain him and I'll have your heart's blood. Williams, what is 
■- — ' this l where is my son ! Oh, my boy ! my boy ! my noble, innocent, 
glorious boy ! Dead 1 No, no ! there's some life, some hope 1 Paper, 
Sterling, paper ! My heart is broken 1 Let Travers have all. I'll sign 
it ; — perhaps the tardy justice may propitiate Heaven, and my son will 
yet live ! He's in a trance ! a fajjj^! Come, let me sign, then take me 
to him — beggared 1 but living ! N^*«iatter 1 while I have breath, let 
me see him once — once more. [The]/ bear him off, l. h. 

SCENE IV. — Mas. Grimgriskin's, as before. Enter Tom, cautiously. 
Tom. I cannot keep the cursed thing any longer ; this is the house, 
and luckily the coast is clear. I'll make it all right in a jiffy. Where 
shall I put if? — cry out and swear I found it under the trunk — or put it 
under the sofal 5fo, they must have looked. I'll leave it on the table. 
Yes, that'll do. Ah, where is it ^ I couldn't have lost it. Oh, that 
would be sure perdition. I have it ! Its not here ! Now what a 
cursed villain I am. Oh, it serves jiie right ; why did I yield to the 
temptation. Stay, I may find it in the street ! No, no, it's gone — gone ! 
clean gone ! Some rascal, bad as jnysclf, has got it; — but there may be 
a chance I'll look through the back streets I came alon^. God help 
me — if I lon't find it 1 shall go mad. [Rushes out, L. u. 

Enter Mrs. Grimoriskin, Hknuv a7idMk3.Y, r. h. 

Mrs. G. You'll excuse the intrusion, if you please, but being a wo- 
man of few words, there can be no necessity for mc to inform you that 
this is my house, meaning of course, as lonr as I pay my rent, which I 



20 TEMPTATION. 

don't see tho slightest possibility of doing unless a similar proceeding 
takes place with regard to my rooms. 

Hen. What do you mean % 

Mrs. G. I mean that people as can't pay, should have no objection to 
turn out in favor of them as can : so perhaps you'll be good enough to 
act accordingly. lExit, D. f. 1 K. 

Enter hurriedly Polly and O'Bryan. l. h. 1 e. 

Bryan. This is the house, and there's 44. 

Polly. Oh, sir — Miss ! I beg your pardon for breaking in upon you 00 
suddenly, but have you lost any money? 

Hen. Yes, my good woman, a large sum. Speak, in mercy — say, do 
y ^u knov^r of it 1 

Folly. Was it — viras it taken from you 1 

Hen. No ! it was dropped in the street. 

Polly. Thank Heaven for that relief— here it is ! 

Hen. It is ! it is ! 

Mary. Bless you ! blesa you ! you know not what a^/eight of misery 
you have alleviated. 

Hen. Take half of it ; it honestly belongs to you. 

Polly. Not a penny ! I hate to look at it. 

Hen. Won't you, my good fellow 1 

Bryan. Not if you were my father, I wouldn't. Sure I'd rather feel 
the feeling that's warming me up like a piece of su^shinti while I'm 
looking at you there now, than all you could give me. They say money 
that isn't earned is the devil's wages, and I don't want him for my mas- 
ter, any way. 

Hen. Tell me, my good, kind friends, where did you find this money' 

Bryan. Sure, sir, it looked me straight in the face, and axed me to 
pick it up, and I was afraid, sir, and''* 

Polly. My husband found it, sir, and thought — that 

Hen. I have no right to ask any questions ; it is returned — and I have 
no doubt, correctly. 

Polly. Pray sir, look at it, I have a reason for wiahing you to do so ; 
is it — is it all there ] 

He7i. It is all correct ; not a shiUing lost, 

Polly. Then sir, whatever pleasure you may enjoy in its recovery 
cannot equal mine in being the means of restoring it to you. 

Bryan. May I never, if here ain't the masther comii g over in a state 
of distractitude. 

Enter Mrs. Grimguiskin, 1. e. r. h. 

Mrs. G. What's the meaning of this uproar. 

Bryan. It's no business of yours Mrs, Woman of few words. 

Mrs. G. Ah, you ignorant Irishman ! 

Bryan. Troth, and ye haven't called me out of my name, Ma'am, i 
know enough anyway to keep me from saying anything agin a female, 
when she tries to forget that she's a lady. 

Polly. Oh, sir — you said you wou'd like to assist me. All I wish yoo 



TEMPTATION. 21 

to do is to look over my husbatid's fault ; he's a good man, indeed be is 

but the drink is in him now, and 

Hen. Never fear me ! you have saved my life — all our lives and my 
gratitude is yours forever. 

Tom rushes m l. h. 

Tom. I have lost — Polly here ! 

l*olly. [Interrupting him.] Yes love, I did as you told me, I brought 
the money, you know, that you found. May I sir] you see how he is. 

lAll go up but Polly and Tom. 

Tom. What's this, Polly 1 What do you say 1 Money ! why it's 
lost ! No ! did you 1 it can't be ! My head ! what with brandy and 
terror I am in an awful state. There, I can hear now. Dear, dear wife ' 
guardian angel ! speak to me — tell me again, did you find it ' 

JPolly. I did ! 

Tom. Hurrah ! And brought it here 1 

Polly. Yes. 

Mrs. G. What do I hear. 

Tom. God bless you ! he will ! he will ! Oh, sir ! 

Polly. Hush ! he knows nothing, but that you found it, and sent it by 
me. You did ; you know you left it there for me to take. 

Tom. I wish I could tell this fellow that [Strikes his breast} and h 
would believe me ; but I did mean to give it back. 

Polly. I know you did, dear husband ; your true heart could not 
harbor a bad liiought long. 
^ Men. My good friends ! 

Mary. My kind, honest fellow, your hand. 

To7n. I can't ! Poll, I can't — I'm half a scoundrel still ; how dare I. 
[Polly signs for him to take her hand.] All shake hands with Tom. 

Hen. Ah, here comes good old Stf.rling. 

Enter STERLmo, l. h. 

Hen. By the gloom on your brow you have been as unsuccessful as 
ever ; but we shall make you shed tears of joy ; this good fellow here, 
has found and restored the money ! why you don't seem glad ! has that 
old rascal^— 

Stcrl. Hush ! heaven has avenged you in a sudden and a fearful 
manner. 

Hen. How is this ? Mr. Granite 

Sterl. Is dead ! 

Hen. Dead ! with him let his faults be buried ; his sen may be man 
merciful ; he will inherit 

Sterl. He has inherited — his father's fate. 

Hen. Deadi 

Sterl. Justice may slumber for awhile but retribution must come at 
hut. You are now, by the old man's signature, his sole heir. 

Mrs G. I'm a woman of few words, but if I had been a woman of 
less, I do believe it would have been more to my advantage ; but neref 
mind, sudden millionaires are generous. Hem ! I am sorry to intrude 
upon the Rolemnity of your grief, but there's a lovelv first floor — such a 



TEMPTATION. SI 

carpet, just turned for the season — bath room on. the same flooT— hd 
water. 

Bryan. Plenty of that, I'll be bail ! 

Mrs. G. It ain't my intention to say much 

Bryan. Well then don't ! haven't you got the gumption to see that 
there's one too many here 1 

Mrs. G. Then why don't you go, you Irish savage. 

Bryan. Because I'm not the one. 

Tom. Do you forgive me, Polly 1 

[*olly. From my heart. 

Tom. Bless your kind soul ! I have learnt a wholesome lesson and 
never — never shall I forget it, and 1 hope none of our friends will forgel 
It either. 

EPILOGUE. 
Tom. 
There is a moral in our little play, 
Whose influence may not be cast away, 
Oh ! think what magic's in a kindly word, 
And mercy show to those who've slightly erred. 

4' Polly. 

I was to blame dear Tom to envy those 

Whose wealth enabled them to wear rich clothe* ,* 

But mercifully was this lesson sent, 

To teach us, the best wardrobe is content ^^ 

Bryan. ^ 

That's true enough my darling, didn't I, 
By forgetting of that sajne completely fly 
Into temptation, like. Pirvig bull calf. 
Why hanging is too good for me by half, 
I'll venture now to say a word to you, 
I'm sorry to differ with the worthy few, 
They'd have you shun Temptation, don't you 4etS» 
But when you see Temptation here^ come to «. 

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10 Used Up 

11 The Ir'shTnfor 

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14 Beanty and the l".c ^t 
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